It was dark, with only a few dainty pale dots know as stars, to contrast on the black canvas known as the night sky. Clouds were scattered about, but she didn't take notice. All she was to do was watch over them. The mortals.
She hated that word. Was too formal, she always believed. A gentle breeze played with her waist long, black hair, slightly obscuring the world from her emerald and sapphire eyes. Those eyes she saw through so much, yet didn't really take in. It wasn't like the young woman hadn't seen it before. The dark clothing she donned-long coat, shoulder-less shirt, protected by a corset under her chest, trousers tucked into knee high boots- seemed to be lightly affected by the slight disturbance in the change of the air. Seeming to float like in water...
Water... So cold...
She shook her head .The girl cared not. She slowly lifted a small hand covered in a fingerless glove, after revealing itself from a long sleeve, reached for the the only thing she possessed that was of any importance to her-a black choker. In the center, a middle-sized jewel hung from a thin chain. It was clear, but only for a short time. As the clouds faded into nothing, the jewel caught a small twinkle as the girl stared. Her curiosity was piqued. She turned towards the source of the twinkle, and stared on. A kind lighted aura seemed to color the canvas she called the sky in a spectrum of different lights. They came from the direction of the north. Which meant that-
Oh. So it's time to visit...How long has it been? Nearly...50 years?
The girl spread her pitch-black wings from her perch on a roof of a seemingly lovely home. She was just listening to the prayers of the children. After a few flutters to shake off the lightly dusted snow, she flew into the night.
I wonder if I would be welcomed...Might as well go, as they did make me move from a comfortable seat
